Winter Games [Dew]

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It was the middle of winter and the snow had covered the ground in a thick, white blanket. The trees were bare except for a few icicles that clung to the naked branches and the only sign of life was the Amoux Creek that was still running and as lively as ever. In fact, it had swollen to twice its size with all the snow melt. It was at this river that a male wolf was now bending slowly over the bank to take a drink of the icy water. He had to be careful or he'd lose his footing and slip into the treacherous water.

Cyrus hated winter. He hated everything about it, the cold, the ice, the snow, the shortage of food - everything. Luckily, he had joined up with the Rising Sol pack and had been feeding regularly with the added efforts of a group. Still the gray and black wolf was grumpy and he could feel the snow melting into the fur between his toes. After sipping some water from teh fast moving creek he backed away from the bank and plopped down in the snow with a sigh. Lately he had been rather bored because the duties of pack life had slowly started to dwindle. Once the pack had established their camp there was nothing else really needed since they had worked together to take down a moose and had plenty of food stored for the bitter cold season. Cyrus had considered getting to know his packmates but it had been more difficult than he thought. Kivah and Luzaro were off alone somewhere and Webber and Draga were practically glued to each other at all times. That left Spirit who was friendly enough but Cyrus had attempted to avoid her for the most part since she seemed overly talkative. Now, however, the wolf couldn't deny his boredom and loneliness and threw his maw to the sky to howl and see if anyone came to talk to him.

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Spirit

    The bubbly pink wolf was busy pouncing in snow drifts when she heard a howl. Her head popped up with lightning speed. Snow was fun and all, but her favorite thing to do was to have someone to talk to! Spirit jumped out of the middle of a deep snow pile and shook her fur in excitement. A small ring piled around her as white flakes fell out of her coat, then she bolted. The howl came from Amoux Creek. She steered around trees and leaped over tall white hills. Spirit saw the blue creek ahead. It stood out against the white landscape. She wanted to jump into the rapid water, but she had learned not to do that after the last time. The memory of freezing cold icicles sticking in her pelt sent chills down her spine.

    Just ahead, she spotted Cyrus. He was one of her soon-to-be pack mates with the Rising Sol group. Everyone in the group was nice and all, but he always looked so lonely. It always stopped her in her tracks when he looked at her. His icy glares were colder than the winter water, but she was determined to change that. No wolf deserved to be alone! Spirit hopped with anticipation. This would be so much fun!

    Spirit bound up to the brown wolf and started hopping around him. "Hi Cyrus! How are you?! Whatcha doin'? Huh? Huh?! Why did you howl? Aren't you cold out here?" The snow was starting to melt in a circle around Cyrus. Puddles pooled around her feet as Spirit stooped to inspect the ground. "Whoa! I'm wet!" She looked up at Cyrus in fascination. "Isn't this cool?!"

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Cyrus waited patiently for Spirit's arrival and he could see her pink coat plain as day against the stark white snow. She appeared to be enjoying herself as she frolicked around in the snow, thrashing it everywhere so it looked like a white puff cloud around her. He was just beginning to second guess his decision when the pink wolf sprang towards Cyrus and bombarded him with questions all at once. The wolf's red eyes widened and he thought: What have I done? Well there was no turning back now, Cyrus had summoned Spirit for company and she had obliged. Maybe it wouldn't be so bad once he answered a few of her questions? Maybe she would run out of steam once they'd talked for awhile?

"Um.." Cyrus began, wondering where to start. "I'm alright, I'm actually bored right now which is why I called yous over here." He'd be damned if he actually admitted to being lonesome, he had a reputation to uphold after all. "I howled to see if anyone was around...and you showed up." Cyrus seriously doubted Spirit was actually paying any attention to his answers but if she was going to bother asking, he was going to answer whether she liked it or not. The brute stared blankly at Spirit as if to say Are you kidding? when she made the comment about being wet. "Well yeah you're wet, we're in a foot of snow." Cyrus rolled his eyes, not bothering to hide it rom Spirit. He was right back to being grumpy again although he had to admit this was better than being alone.

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Spirit

    Spirit wiggled her paw. The water sprayed and splattered. She gasped in surprise as it hit her in the face. Cyrus was talking so she put her paw down and nodded furiously as he spoke. After he spoke of being "bored," she knew that he had been lonely. "Oh! I get lonely all the time! Whenever I'm all alone with no one to talk to, I get really sad and have to think of happy thoughts." Her head nodded vigorously as she spoke the truth. "I totally understand how you feel." Cyrus kept talking and Spirit shifted her paws in the growing puddle. She was distracted by the way the water reflected her pink pelt. The green stripes stood out amongst the blue and pink liquid. Spirit slowly lifted her paw and the water rippled, distorting her reflection. The pink wolf cocked her head and plunged her paw into the puddle. Water droplets flew everywhere. Spirit squealed and leaped into the air. More cold melted snow scattered. She perched to paws in the air in surprise and looked at Cyrus. "Did you see that?! It was a huge splash!"

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ooc: *Epic flailing* okay so Mothy and I finished up our Luzaro and Kivah thread way faster than i expected. Rising Sol is now going to Sapling Grove to claim it as territory. I still really want to roleplay Cyrus and Spirit interacting but we need to go to the claiming thread Mothy has tagged us in so I can officially add Rising Sol to the master list and such. After the territory claim thread is finished would you still be interested in having Cyrus and Spirit meet up? Perhaps in their new packland?

It was almost comical how little Spirit was paying attention to him but Cyrus didn't have a very good sense of humor so he was immensely annoyed. The brute trailed off about whatever it was they were discussing and glared stonily at Spirit as she looked down into the puddle. "Haven't you ever seen your own reflection before?" he asked sarcastically not really expecting any answer. Although Cyrus found her annoying and chatty, he was surprised at how nonplussed she seemed that he was annoyed by her behavior...or maybe she just didn't realize he was grumpy. It didn't matter, Cyrus had nothing better to do and Spirit was the only wolf in the pack not already paired up as a friend or mate with another wolf. "Yeah I saw..." he snapped when Spirit became enamored with the puddle. "None of that ice water better hit me or-"' Cyrus suddenly stopped talking and pricked his ears forward to listen. A howl had met his ears and he heard yet another one. It was Luzaro and...oddly enough, Kivah, summoning them back to camp and it sounded important. "Hey kid! We gotta go!" he barked at Spirit and began sprinting back to camp. He stopped at the edge of a copse of trees and turned around and said "Well? Get the lead out!" and disappeared

-Exit Cyrus-

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Spirit

    Cyrus was very kind. He didn't laugh at Spirit when she was so shocked by the water, he just spoke blandly in return. Spirit liked this about him. A howl echoed through the trees and the pink fur almost came off in surprise. The group leader, Luzaro, was calling them. Another voice was intertwined with his, but she wasn't sure who it was since she was still unfamiliar with the other wolves. Cyrus called her and she shook her head. The brown wolf stood at the edge of the trees waiting for her, again being very considerate. Spirit hopped up and bound after him. Seeing the other wolves all together would be a lot of fun, and it sounded like the howl came from the Sapling Grove. That must be the new territory! The pink wolf sped up in excitement and passed Cyrus, calling behind her, "Bet you can't beat me there!"

-Exit Spirit- 
((OOC: That would be cool. ))